*Dayna Dragon*
Dayna danced to the drum,
She blew her cold fire.
Dayna danced like there was no tomorrow,
But then the air filled with pain and great sorrow.
The clan of Prog screamed with fright,
Dragons and humans alike.
Fire-rain in the shape of arrows,
Fell on them like great swarrows.
She ran for cover as the fire popped,
Once in her cave to the ground she dropped.
She worried and cried for her friends and family,
But then she awoke and found she was crazy.